Author: Thomas Kelly Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Come, look here, ye sons of science Lyrics:
1 Come, look here, ye sons of science,
Look upon the dying man;
On the cross is his reliance:
Faith does more than reason can.
Read his triumph in his eyes:
Thus it is the Christian dies.
2 Boast no more, ye sons of science:
Death was never foiled by you;
To your arms he bids defiance:
Safe from all that you can do:
Death comes smiling, when he sees,
Arms against him such as these.
3 David once, by wisdom guided,
Threw such arms as yours away:
And with other arms provided,
Sought the foe and won the day.
His no sword, nor spear, nor bow:
Yet he laid the mighty low.
4 Israel’s God the youth directed
How to aim the deadly blow:
And with arms by Him selected,
David fought and slew the foe:
Israel’s God is still the same:
Saving those who know His name.
5 Happy they, who still confiding
In the strength of Israel’s God,
And with arms of His providing,
Meet the haughty foe unawed.
Though the conflict prove severe:
They prevail, for God is near.
Used With Tune: IRBY Text Sources: Hymns by Thomas Kelly, Not Before Published (Dublin: Thomas Johnston, 1815)
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